Good night, May.
And in a few hours...
Good morning, June.
I say goodbye to May
with a heart that is healing some days faster than others...
A heart that is open and ready as it can be
for what is to come.
I'm grateful for small victories this week.
The bleeding ended yesterday, taking away the painful reminder that lurked around for 11 long days.
The worst is over, I guess you could say. And with that, comes another chance,
a new chapter, and
a fresh month to unfold before us.
It was nice to have this week to recover.
We have our follow-up appointment on Monday. And where I'm antsy for it, knowing that it will bring on a big mix of emotions...
I know for the next few days, we need to try and keep calm, keep it simple and
enjoy this "week of freedom."
Breakfast with Vania...
We were way too excited about ordering a Belgian waffle topped with 2 giant, heavy scoops of whipped cream and blueberries
still dreaming of you
And 3 thick slices of french toast with cinnamon butter.
A date with Kerry and Veronica.
Good choices, girlfriend.
Her imagination was on all afternoon.
Cheeseburgers, compliments of grillmeister, Steve.
Along with a relaxing night at home with friends,
Sean and Jen.
we succeeded at getting them hooked on the zombies.
And my favorite this week...
A day trip to Atlantic City for sun and sand and quality time with the Mr.
Love at first sight - a taco truck in the middle of a casino.
with a Lite-Brite menu
one lil', two lil', three lil' tacos
under the boardwalk
*sing it with me*
Steve looks superimposed in this photo.
Happy Weekend, friends.
and let your hair down!
I'll be back after our appointment sometime
Monday or Tuesday.